Douro Grand Stage, My Name Is Qian Xunji
Author: Deep Sleeping Owl
Synopsis:
I used to be called Qian Xunji. Now I really had become Qian Xunji.
A yellow-haired girl named Bibi Dong was standing in front of me, brazenly declaring that she wanted to be with a man named Yu Xiaogang.
Did I look like I could put up with that? I fired this Saintess of Spirit Hall on the spot. Even Qian Daoliu couldn't stop me.
A man named Yu Xiaogang had taken the Saintess Token and wanted to look through Spirit Hall's records. I bundled him up with Bibi Dong and threw them both out.
Spirit Hall had gained a Six-Winged Angel Saint Son named Xiang Yu.
The Zhu Family of the Star Luo Empire had gained a child named Ake.
They said a Seven-Colored Divine Deer had appeared in the Star Dou Great Forest.
The Pope Is Still Inside!
I used to be called Qian Xunji. Now I really had become Qian Xunji.
A yellow-haired girl named Bibi Dong was standing in front of me, brazenly declaring that she wanted to be with a man named Yu Xiaogang.
Did I look like I could put up with that? I fired this Saintess of Spirit Hall on the spot. Even Qian Daoliu couldn't stop me.
A man named Yu Xiaogang had taken the Saintess Token and wanted to look through Spirit Hall's records. I bundled him up with Bibi Dong and threw them both out.
That was everything that had happened earlier.
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were kneeling below, trembling and not daring to say a word.
Qian Xunji was still in a strange state. Mm... He was exceptionally clear-headed and carefree.
The wise look in his eyes made Qian Daoliu's head buzz. After so many years of keeping his heart clear of worldly desires, the old man was finally experiencing the power of a little troublemaker.
If this had been a real child, Qian Daoliu could have given him a proper childhood. But the troublemaker standing before him was a grown Titled Douluo—and the Pope, the face of Spirit Hall. He couldn't just beat him whenever he felt like it.
"So you drove Bibi Dong away," Qian Daoliu said, thinking of the former Saintess of Spirit Hall, who had been stripped of everything and left with a massive debt. His blood pressure shot up.
"Mm. Is there a problem?" Qian Xunji nodded, utterly confident.
"She had Twin Martial Souls and an Innate Soul Power of level ten! Spirit Hall had spent so long cultivating her, and you just let her go?" Qian Daoliu looked into those confident, wise eyes. Years of self-control nearly failed him.
"Her heart wasn't here. She could betray us at any moment. Better to deal with her early." Qian Xunji still seemed unsatisfied, as if he wanted to wipe her out completely.
"You..." Qian Daoliu had just started to speak when he nearly choked. "Couldn't you have tried to talk her around? You watched Bibi Dong grow up. Could you really bear to do this?"
"I never reason with fools. It would affect my IQ." That calm, unhurried reply finally made Qian Daoliu snap.
The Grand Elder of Spirit Hall, who hadn't lifted a hand in years, had come out of seclusion for the first time to beat his son.
It wasn't that Qian Daoliu was being unreasonable. Qian Xunji had simply gone too far. Tang Chen's grandson was almost a Soul King by now, while his own son had only just become a Titled Douluo—and he didn't even have a grandson in sight. They had finally raised Bibi Dong, spending so much time, effort, and resources on her, and now Qian Xunji had just thrown it all away. This brat wasn't just ending the Qian Clan's bloodline with his own hands—he was cutting off Spirit Hall's legacy, too!
That was why Qian Daoliu, who had already retired, had no choice but to come out of seclusion.
Qian Xunji had received a lesson from his father, but his wise eyes made it clear he wasn't sorry. Even as he knelt and took a beating, he held his head high, brimming with pride.
Qian Daoliu broke a third stick. Looking at his unrepentant son, he suddenly felt like whipping out a Seven Wolves belt.
"Fine, fine, fine! You're the Pope of Spirit Hall now, so the old man can't control you anymore, is that it?"
"I did nothing wrong!"
"So you're saying I'm the one who's wrong?"
"Either way, I did nothing wrong!"
"Unfilial brat!"
After breaking the last wooden stick, Qian Daoliu stared at his unfilial son, Qian Xunji, who was still gazing back with those wise eyes. Then he turned to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were pretending to be deaf by the door, and ordered them to keep quiet.
What a wonderful son!!!
No matter how many sticks Qian Daoliu broke, Qian Xunji still wouldn't change his mind. In the end, Spirit Hall announced an equally wise conclusion: <The Saintess of Spirit Hall Dies Mysteriously; the Pope Is Overcome with Grief>.
That night, after being beaten all day by a Peerless Douluo, Qian Xunji could only sleep on his stomach.
The System looked at its host's wise expression, and its face took on the same expression of anguish as Qian Daoliu's. I'm a System, for crying out loud! I've been bound to you for a whole day. Could you at least acknowledge me?
Qian Xunji ignored the System Panel thrust in front of him and fell fast asleep. He paid no attention to the strange thing or the strange voice beside his ear.
Right, the medicine the doctor gave me... Never mind. I'm not sick!
Early the next morning, Qian Xunji got up and prepared to hold a staff meeting.
Wait, how were staff meetings supposed to go again?
Qian Xunji wore his splendid papal robes. His back was covered in bruises left by a Peerless Douluo, but he stood ramrod straight, his eyes incredibly wise. The bishops, deacons, and elders below looked at him strangely. The Saintess was dead, yet His Holiness the Pope didn't seem sad at all?
"This Pope is deeply saddened. Just yesterday, Saintess Bibi Dong died mysteriously inside Spirit Hall. This genius of Spirit Hall died before she even had the chance to grow. This is an affront to... Therefore, I hope everyone will press forward with determination. Do not sink into grief. Spirit Hall will carry everyone's efforts forward and bring light and hope to the world."
Once Qian Xunji began speaking, the rest came naturally without him needing to think about it. At that moment, his wise eyes seemed truly wise. Even Qian Daoliu, who had been ready to intervene at any moment, silently retreated.
Back at the Pope Palace, wise Qian Xunji once again ignored the System Panel before him and paid no attention to the strange notification sounds.
[ Ding! Host, please activate the System. Awaiting activation...] [Awaiting activation. Please activate the System, host.] [Ding! The host has been unresponsive for an extended period. System self-check initiated: 1%... 3%...] [System self-check complete: 100%. No errors. Running...] [Initiating host health-check package...] [Host's brain has sustained organic damage. Suspected intellectual disability.] [Host experiencing visual hallucinations...] [Host experiencing auditory hallucinations...] [After assessment, host believes the System to be a hallucination...] [System meets the requirements of Article 1,835 of the System Contract. Emergency self-rescue initiated. Attempting to treat host.]
So noisy! Qian Xunji tapped his head and continued handling his work. By the way, should I arrange a funeral for Bibi Dong?
[Electroshock treatment initiated!]
A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck Qian Xunji directly.
Hearing the thunder, the bishops and elders who had just left the Pope Palace looked at the lightning that had swallowed the entire building. Their backs seized up. "The Pope is still inside!"
Hero Summoning System
In the end, Qian Xunji was rescued, but he remained unconscious.
And for some reason, lightning kept appearing out of nowhere to strike him. Strangely, no matter how many times he was hit, His Holiness the Pope remained unconscious—not waking up, but not dying either.
Spirit Hall couldn't go without someone in charge, so Grand Elder Qian Daoliu had no choice but to come out of seclusion and act as Pope.
It wasn't until the ninth year, when the final lightning-treatment session ended, that Qian Xunji opened those still-wise eyes.
"Turn on silent mode!"
[Certainly. Silent mode is now on. Would you like to continue treatment?]
The moment Qian Xunji woke up, a maid noticed him.
Qian Daoliu soon arrived as well.
After his son had fallen unconscious, this Grand Elder of Spirit Hall had been forced to return to his old job as Pope. It had been a nightmare. Now, seeing Qian Xunji awake, he instantly went from thinking of him as an unfilial brat to calling him a wonderful son.
"You've been lying in bed for so long, and you've been struck by lightning from time to time. Don't move around yet. I'll have a healing Soul Master come and examine you."
"Father, I'm fine." The System's lightning treatment had been kept within just the right range. It had treated his brain, and the prolonged electrical stimulation had made his body twitch from time to time, but it hadn't caused muscle atrophy.
"Really?" Qian Daoliu was a little doubtful.
That wise look in his eyes nearly drove the System to despair!
[Ding! The host has not fully recovered. Would you like to continue treatment?]
"I'm not sick!"
[Ding! The host has not fully recovered. Would you like to continue treatment?]
"Actually, this lightning was part of my divine trial." Qian Xunji casually made up a story. "I just didn't expect the trial to be so strange. It struck me for so long."
Once something unreasonable was attributed to a divine trial, it immediately became reasonable.
The same went for the lightning that appeared out of nowhere. Qian Daoliu had already suspected that it was connected to a god, but the Angel God had never responded when he asked. Now that Qian Xunji said it was a divine trial, everything suddenly made sense to him.
Still, he was a little puzzled. In theory, the descendants of the Angel God shouldn't be included in another god's divine trial. How had Ji'er received one? And what kind of bizarre divine trial required him to be struck by lightning for a full nine years?
In the end, Qian Daoliu decided not to pry further. This was a matter involving gods, after all. How could a mere mortal question them?
After reassuring his old father, Qian Xunji finally began activating the System, after being struck by it for nine years.
[System activation initiated: 1%... 3%... 100%] [System activation complete. System gift package opened.] [Congratulations, host! You have obtained Hero Cards: Lionheart King Arthur, Ice Waltz Zhen Ji, Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Daji, and Light of the Firmament Xiang Yu.]
``` [After activating a Hero Card, the host will receive that hero in an infant state and gain the hero's strength. Their loyalty will be 100%. Would you like to activate a card?]
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